I Teach While Learning

There is a humbling reality

while we try to understand

how our own brevity

can impact our command

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Last night I dropped acid

on textbooks in minutia

my anger erupted an acrid

forced freedom inĀ Ischia

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We can so easily fall away

the choices will fuel martyrdom

I remember that one day,

I felt the earth in my kingdom.

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but it slipped away as any

ego driven desire will go

I’d forgotten my way many

days before I’d begun to know.

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Perhaps I’ll settle in the knowledge

We can bring them in off the ledge.

When will you … begin to teach

Recognize my value as I walk past you.
Each morning moving towards my class
We cross paths like a silent movie venue.
Me, eyes closed with smile like breaking glass.

Afraid to engage you for fear of ridicule,
Always watching over my lonely shoulder
Wishing people might see me less a fool
More genuine; realizing everyone there

Is deserving of your attention, your model
Of direction, of delight, of dignified character.
Some sort of guarantee that you’re, that, well
Person whom we can rely upon to be where

We need your support, not simply in a room
With desks and posters, and mantras that inspire
Us to learn and grasp the standard you groom.
But also to walk with us and know we will aspire

To greater dreams than the droll of fearful walkways,
To prove our lives are important too in so many ways.